This is a song about "Boats"

I like rowing boats on sundays,

We ain't playing no fucking games

I mean the shit is, bobby seale making meals

I'm blowin' fuckin' steam off like boats with paddle wheels,

Sunbathing with a hundred grand on boats sailing

And light beers, they slight care, they spring breaking

Come to my show you'll see/sea sickness no boats or yachts

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Splitting wig and isotopes, people pinned in slave boats

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

Cause i'm australia and i'm turning back the boats

Forever submerged, viewing the paint, beneath boats

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes